The following morning, Sakura arrived cheerfully in the classroom. To her surprise and disappointment, the classroom seemed empty. She was very early and sighed heavily because Syaoran wasn't there with her. Look at you! You're acting as if this guy is all that even though you've only known him for one day! Sakura's mind scolded. That no longer mattered, for the first time in her life she felt safe in protected.
The door opened again, slamming loudly against the frame. A tall slender girl with long midnight blue hair stepped in. Wow, she's like a model... Sakura noted to herself. The girl had her hair tied neatly back into a ponytail with a blood red ribbon, and her hair still reached down to her waist. She had blazing midnight blue eyes that matched her hair. The girl calmly walked over to where Sakura was standing.
"Ohayo Hakai-Chan," Sakura said cheerfully. Suddenly, she felt her cheek sting with pain...Hakai had just slapped her.
"I don't know who you think you are; storming in here with that chic punk look and stealing Syaoran-kun on the first day, but Syaoran is supposed to be mine," the midnight blue haired girl growled.
For a second, all Sakura could do was hold her cheek. But then anger began to boil inside of her, "For one thing, Syaoran-kun can choose whoever he wants to be with. And it seems he didn't want you! And now, I'm beginning to see why."
"You don't know who you're messing with, bitch," Hakai glared, as she pulled out a small knife and drove the tip of it into Sakura's thigh.
Sakura almost cried out in pain, but she bit her lip instead. She refused to show any weakness to this girl, not when the topic was about Li Syaoran. Hakai smirked, and walked out of the classroom with a satisfied grin on her.
As she left, Syaoran was entering the room. "Ohayo Li-kun!" Hakai greeted in a sugary sweet tone.
"Ohayo," he responded in a dull tone. Then he noticed Sakura in the classroom with blood trickling down her leg... "Sakura! Daijoubu!?! What happened?!?"
Sakura collapsed into a chair, "It's nothing...I fell..."
He quickly took out a handkerchief and began to wrap it tightly over her wound. Sakura was holding back tears and her cry for pain. Great...if Syaoran doesn't hurt me then the girls will...she moaned silently to herself.
"This doesn't look like you only fell...are you sure you're ok?" Syaoran said, worry filling his golden amber eyes.
"I'm fine really...this isn't the worst cut I've had..." Sakura smiled weakly. And it was true too, back where she lived she had been ganged up by a group of guys at night while she was walking home... They had managed to break her arm and give her a few stab wounds when she fought back. She had managed to drag herself into the nearest store after the guys had left her, but once she had gotten in the door she passed out. When the ambulance rushed her to the hospital, she was certain that she was going to die.
"If you say so," he sighed, realizing that this Sakura didn't fully trust him yet.
***
"What did you call me here for?" Daemon asked, walking in from behind a tree.
"There you are! I have a situation for you to handle, name the price," Hakai giggled madly.
"Depends what it is," Daemon said in a bored tone.
"I want you to get rid of this girl who's getting too close to my Syaoran."
"Whoe...and who is this girl?"
"Tenshi Sakura."
Evil amusement flickered in his eyes, "Well then, I'm sure me and my boys can have a little fun with her."
"What's the price?"
He licked his lips hungrily, "No price on this one, just follow my exact instructions."
An evil grin spread over Hakai's face as she realized the solution to her problems was just inches away. Daemon pressed a small bottle into her hand. The bottle had a small pewter serpent coiled around it; gray smoke that had tints of blood red smoke swirled together inside. It connected onto a silver chain.
"What's this?" she asked curiously.
"We'll just call it some magic. Open the bottle when you're sure Tenshi Sakura is near, and it will make you look like the dead Kinomoto Sakura in his eyes since Li-kun loved her before. Tenshi Sakura on the other hand will seem invisible to his eyes. However, in Sakura's eyes you will still see your true form. I want you to kiss him while she's watching."
"No problem about the kissing part," Hakai smirked.
He continued cruelly, "That's only the first part. Once Sakura runs away in tears, the spell will wear off and Syaoran will see the real you. Once he gets confused or asks questions or anything, you'll pretend that he was always kissing you not Sakura. This will plant the seed of belief that you're the Sakura he's been looking for."
"Heh heh heh, I like it," she grinned.
"I'll be waiting, don't take too long."
"Oh don't worry, you won't be waiting long."
Hakai reentered the classroom, and found Syaoran sitting at his desk writing something down. Sakura was talking and laughing with the gang. This is too perfect, she laughed to herself. Immediately, she uncoiled the bottle and walked over to Syaoran.
"Syaoran! I remember!" Hakai yelled, running into Syaoran's arms.
Syaoran's eyes widened as he saw his Kinomoto Sakura towards him. The same auburn brown hair...the sparkling green eyes...even her smile. Immediately he assumed that it was Tenshi Sakura because she was nowhere to be seen. He felt her arms wrap around his waist tightly, hugging him close. He softly returned the hug...three long years without her...now she was back... The class had turned quiet as they saw Hakai hug Syaoran, and him returning the hug. Sakura was sitting on a desk watching the scene silently, feeling her heart break into a million pieces. You won't hurt me...yah right! she laughed cruelly to herself.
Hakai (looking like the dead Sakura) leaned up to kiss him. Sakura looked on with pure disgust, expecting Syaoran to push that girl away at any second. But she was wrong...Syaoran had returned the kiss with passion. Kiss followed after kiss, the class silent as they watched this scene. Sakura felt tears coming to her eyes... Didn't he care for her? He acted like he did yesterday...no stupid! I fell for it again...and I got hurt again...Sakura cried. Not being able to stand this scene anymore, she fled the classroom. Once she was outside the door, Syaoran blinked his eyes confused.
Wasn't I kissing Sakura a while ago...? He saw Hakai in his arms, and was able to catch a glimpse or a blond and pink haired girl run out. What did he just do...?
"What?" Syaoran asked.
"Syaoran? Daijoubu?" Hakai asked with fake concern.
"Yah...I thought you were Sakura..."
"Silly, it was me all along. Don't you see?"
"But...Sakura saw...and...I should go see if she's alright!" he cried as he began to walk towards where Sakura ran.
"Are you going to leave me again, Syaoran? Like you did for four months...?"
That struck him in his heart. Was this Sakura or was it just some kind of sick game...? Sighing, he didn't know what to do... He didn't want to take any chances, if Hakai really was his Sakura then he didn't want to leave her again. But something just didn't feel right...he was positive that the Sakura with the punkish look was Kinomoto Sakura... Syaoran dragged himself back into his seat, and plopped down.
Hakai moved her face down to his to kiss him again, but Syaoran waved her away, "I need to think alone for a second."
Hakai put on a hurt face, but as she walked away she whispered under her breath, "You'll be mine soon, Syaoran."
The door opened again, slamming loudly against the frame. A tall slender girl with long midnight blue hair stepped in. Wow, she's like a model... Sakura noted to herself. The girl had her hair tied neatly back into a ponytail with a blood red ribbon, and her hair still reached down to her waist. She had blazing midnight blue eyes that matched her hair. The girl calmly walked over to where Sakura was standing.
"Ohayo Hakai-Chan," Sakura said cheerfully. Suddenly, she felt her cheek sting with pain...Hakai had just slapped her.
"I don't know who you think you are; storming in here with that chic punk look and stealing Syaoran-kun on the first day, but Syaoran is supposed to be mine," the midnight blue haired girl growled.
For a second, all Sakura could do was hold her cheek. But then anger began to boil inside of her, "For one thing, Syaoran-kun can choose whoever he wants to be with. And it seems he didn't want you! And now, I'm beginning to see why."
"You don't know who you're messing with, bitch," Hakai glared, as she pulled out a small knife and drove the tip of it into Sakura's thigh.
Sakura almost cried out in pain, but she bit her lip instead. She refused to show any weakness to this girl, not when the topic was about Li Syaoran. Hakai smirked, and walked out of the classroom with a satisfied grin on her.
As she left, Syaoran was entering the room. "Ohayo Li-kun!" Hakai greeted in a sugary sweet tone.
"Ohayo," he responded in a dull tone. Then he noticed Sakura in the classroom with blood trickling down her leg... "Sakura! Daijoubu!?! What happened?!?"
Sakura collapsed into a chair, "It's nothing...I fell..."
He quickly took out a handkerchief and began to wrap it tightly over her wound. Sakura was holding back tears and her cry for pain. Great...if Syaoran doesn't hurt me then the girls will...she moaned silently to herself.
"This doesn't look like you only fell...are you sure you're ok?" Syaoran said, worry filling his golden amber eyes.
"I'm fine really...this isn't the worst cut I've had..." Sakura smiled weakly. And it was true too, back where she lived she had been ganged up by a group of guys at night while she was walking home... They had managed to break her arm and give her a few stab wounds when she fought back. She had managed to drag herself into the nearest store after the guys had left her, but once she had gotten in the door she passed out. When the ambulance rushed her to the hospital, she was certain that she was going to die.
"If you say so," he sighed, realizing that this Sakura didn't fully trust him yet.
***
"What did you call me here for?" Daemon asked, walking in from behind a tree.
"There you are! I have a situation for you to handle, name the price," Hakai giggled madly.
"Depends what it is," Daemon said in a bored tone.
"I want you to get rid of this girl who's getting too close to my Syaoran."
"Whoe...and who is this girl?"
"Tenshi Sakura."
Evil amusement flickered in his eyes, "Well then, I'm sure me and my boys can have a little fun with her."
"What's the price?"
He licked his lips hungrily, "No price on this one, just follow my exact instructions."
An evil grin spread over Hakai's face as she realized the solution to her problems was just inches away. Daemon pressed a small bottle into her hand. The bottle had a small pewter serpent coiled around it; gray smoke that had tints of blood red smoke swirled together inside. It connected onto a silver chain.
"What's this?" she asked curiously.
"We'll just call it some magic. Open the bottle when you're sure Tenshi Sakura is near, and it will make you look like the dead Kinomoto Sakura in his eyes since Li-kun loved her before. Tenshi Sakura on the other hand will seem invisible to his eyes. However, in Sakura's eyes you will still see your true form. I want you to kiss him while she's watching."
"No problem about the kissing part," Hakai smirked.
He continued cruelly, "That's only the first part. Once Sakura runs away in tears, the spell will wear off and Syaoran will see the real you. Once he gets confused or asks questions or anything, you'll pretend that he was always kissing you not Sakura. This will plant the seed of belief that you're the Sakura he's been looking for."
"Heh heh heh, I like it," she grinned.
"I'll be waiting, don't take too long."
"Oh don't worry, you won't be waiting long."
Hakai reentered the classroom, and found Syaoran sitting at his desk writing something down. Sakura was talking and laughing with the gang. This is too perfect, she laughed to herself. Immediately, she uncoiled the bottle and walked over to Syaoran.
"Syaoran! I remember!" Hakai yelled, running into Syaoran's arms.
Syaoran's eyes widened as he saw his Kinomoto Sakura towards him. The same auburn brown hair...the sparkling green eyes...even her smile. Immediately he assumed that it was Tenshi Sakura because she was nowhere to be seen. He felt her arms wrap around his waist tightly, hugging him close. He softly returned the hug...three long years without her...now she was back... The class had turned quiet as they saw Hakai hug Syaoran, and him returning the hug. Sakura was sitting on a desk watching the scene silently, feeling her heart break into a million pieces. You won't hurt me...yah right! she laughed cruelly to herself.
Hakai (looking like the dead Sakura) leaned up to kiss him. Sakura looked on with pure disgust, expecting Syaoran to push that girl away at any second. But she was wrong...Syaoran had returned the kiss with passion. Kiss followed after kiss, the class silent as they watched this scene. Sakura felt tears coming to her eyes... Didn't he care for her? He acted like he did yesterday...no stupid! I fell for it again...and I got hurt again...Sakura cried. Not being able to stand this scene anymore, she fled the classroom. Once she was outside the door, Syaoran blinked his eyes confused.
Wasn't I kissing Sakura a while ago...? He saw Hakai in his arms, and was able to catch a glimpse or a blond and pink haired girl run out. What did he just do...?
"What?" Syaoran asked.
"Syaoran? Daijoubu?" Hakai asked with fake concern.
"Yah...I thought you were Sakura..."
"Silly, it was me all along. Don't you see?"
"But...Sakura saw...and...I should go see if she's alright!" he cried as he began to walk towards where Sakura ran.
"Are you going to leave me again, Syaoran? Like you did for four months...?"
That struck him in his heart. Was this Sakura or was it just some kind of sick game...? Sighing, he didn't know what to do... He didn't want to take any chances, if Hakai really was his Sakura then he didn't want to leave her again. But something just didn't feel right...he was positive that the Sakura with the punkish look was Kinomoto Sakura... Syaoran dragged himself back into his seat, and plopped down.
Hakai moved her face down to his to kiss him again, but Syaoran waved her away, "I need to think alone for a second."
Hakai put on a hurt face, but as she walked away she whispered under her breath, "You'll be mine soon, Syaoran."